Life Interrupted by Kehoe Kristen

Author:Kehoe, Kristen [Kehoe, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-01-27T06:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

Pregnancy is like your period on steroids. There’s cramping, bloating, sore nipples, an aching back, the list goes on. The only upside of your period is that you can take drugs. Oh, and that it goes away. Pregnancy is the slow build where one moment you feel like, okay, aunt Flow (ha-ha) is coming to town, stock up on Snickers and Hohos, and then the next you’re like, hmm, I don’t want that Hoho anymore, but I sure wouldn’t mine shoving my head in the toilet to throw up.

My pregnancy was never really great, but from things I’ve read, it could have been a whole lot worse. (Fun fact: they describe “blood clots” after you have the baby as something the size of a lemon. Go ahead and throw up with that image, I did.) The hardest part of pregnancy was during my last month when I suffered from chronic back pain and insomnia. Nothing eased my discomfort, nothing satisfied me and made me even remotely comfortable enough to get into bed and sleep. I took to sleeping on the couch, propped in the corner of the sectional with my feet out in front of me on a pillow so when sleep found me it was a simple slide into it and back out of it, not a restless tossing and turning.

During the hours that I didn’t sleep, those weird hours after two a.m. and before five, I watched a lot of odd things on television because even DVR’d re-runs of Pretty Little Liars weren’t plentiful enough to fill my time. The NAT GEO and DISC channel were always where I found myself landing, watching in horrified rapture as some tribe initiated a member or some animal fought for his mate by standing at ten paces and ramming his head against his opponents until one of them fell down, leaving the other victorious (which was a lot like the parties I’d been to at that point). One such program was about China’s Pit Viper, a snake that lies in wait for its prey to come to it, making its patience and cunning as great a weapon as its venomous fangs and ability to strike quickly.

The Pit Viper is quiet and deadly; he can stay still and lie in wait until the right moment, never giving himself away to his prey until the deed is already done. That’s how I feel Monday morning when I leave the gym around 6:45 after an individual session with Coach, trying to hurry and get back to Gracie before my mom has to leave, barely noticing the white Mercedes SUV idling next to my Explorer until I get closer and the door opens. I freeze in my tracks when Mrs. Kash steps out. When she smiles, a perfect and calculated curving of rosy lips, I can’t help but think the viper is about to strike.

“Rachel Reynolds?” My name comes out of her mouth like a question, but it’s obvious she knows who I am, just as it’s obvious who she is.

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